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47, Fiction by Banzelman Guret

My dad couldn't reach the middle of his back. He waxed every part of his stocky, thick body--and then I hopped in at the end to get the patch between his shoulder blades. It became part of our Sunday afternoon routine.

The Moth-Child

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She was a marvel of deformity: bones thin and brittle, organs misshapen, skin with an odd cast of gray. Most shocking, of course, were her wings. Not real wings, the newspaper said, but wing-like abnormalities—things that looked like wings but …

Smoke

47, Fiction by Nicole VanderLinden

          Aunt May wanted a cigarette, so I sighed myself up and rolled her oxygen tank away. I knocked it against the door frame on purpose. Then I fell back onto the couch, where I watched the smoke float upward, …

Southern Living

47, Fiction by Mike Itaya

          Have you ever been somewheres, and there was people speakin’ the names of those you thought was dead, and some of those names belonged to you?

          “Rhonda, Rhonda, Rhonda.” And there it is.

          Before Hurricane Sally spanked me all …

Calcification

47, Fiction by Lucy Zhang

          Mother won’t let me eat the bones even though they’re soft enough. 

          You’ll calcify, she says. The doctor’s lab results report that calcium has already built up in my organs, a stone nestled between blood vessels, a tiny fossil deposit …

Look Don’t Touch

46, Fiction by Emily Collins

I think of my mother on the train. Nichola and I are seated in the last row of the Metro-North on our way home to Larchmont, huddled together as though we’re trying to hide. Nichola rests against my shoulder. Sunlight …

When it rains

46, Fiction by Danielle Buckingham

It was night. And then it was day. And Mama became the sun.

She never looked so happy.  Gliding through the house. Gospel music blasting. Spinning into dances I didn’t recognize.

Her voice vibrated with a rhythm of her making.…

The Last Word

46, Fiction by Emma Pattee

A husband dies on a day like any other day. Open Nutella jar on the counter. The frustration of Tupperware lids that don’t match Tupperware bottoms. A smudge of watery sunlight — the kind that comes in after an early-morning …

Whenever You Cross the Michigan Avenue Bridge

Fiction by Amy Fitzgerald

You always run. In case it opens up beneath you, splits in two so that each half can hinge up and let boats pass through on the river.

You know, don’t you, that it won’t open without warning? That there …

Choose Your Own Low-Vision Dating Adventure

46, Choose Your Own Adventure, Fiction by Wendy Wallace

1 You met the girl online, on one of those dating sites that asks you a long series of questions about how you feel about messy rooms and vegan food and bondage and politics. You are, the website claims, 95% compatible with her.
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